Counting Crows — Low

Sometimes I wanna take you down Sometimes I wanna get you low Brush your hair back from your eyes Take you down let the river flow Sometimes I wanna walk the street Behind the green sheet of glass A million miles below your feet A million miles, a million miles I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned A million poppies gonna make me sleep But just one rose who knows your name The fruit is rusting on the vine The fruit is calling from the trees Hey oh don't you wanna go down Like some displaced cosmonaut A million miles a million miles A million miles a million miles Be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned Blue, blue is the sun And brown, brown is the sky Green, green of her eyes A million miles, a million miles Hey, oh don't you wanna go down Like some junkie cosmonaut A million miles below your feet A million miles, a million miles Be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned Be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned Be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned